Ji Chengche had a very strange dream.

In the dream, the sky gradually turned red, then darkened until he couldn't reach his fingers.

The sun was hidden behind the night, and the moon was gone.

It's as if the whole world is in an endless night.

The only color is blood red in the dark.

The birds have stopped singing, the crops have stopped growing, the beasts of prey have stopped hunting, and even the wind has stopped murmuring.

In the silence, in the depths of the dark and dreary sea, it seems that a spirit that has been sleeping for thousands of years is waking up, setting off a raging tide and rushing to the land.

In the blink of an eye, the embankment was washed away by the raging waves, and the tide that covered the sky and the sun swept away countless villages and fertile fields, turning into a black ocean everywhere they passed.

Thousands of strange spirits emerged from the sea, they were neither human nor ghost, nor like the legendary sea yakshas, but they were very strong in their forms, like swarms of locusts landing on land, wantonly harvesting life and absorbing the essence of all things.

The Metaverse suddenly became a terrifying hell, the tide of the sea spread like a wild horse from the north to the Taigu Mountain, surging from the south to the north, towns and cities were wiped out, and countless beings were wailing and struggling, but finally it became a feast for alien spirits.

Soon the earth was submerged in the sea, and the mountains became lonely islands, with only the peaks barely protruding above the sea. But as time goes on, sea levels rise rapidly, and it won't be long before they fall as well.

Further north, there is the majestic Taiyue Mountain.

Finally, the fierce tide froze a little in front of Mount Taiyue.

However, tens of thousands of strange spirits poured out of the sea, overwhelmingly crossed the Taiyue Mountain, and pounced like vicious wolves on the fertile soil of the south......

"No!"

Ji Chengche suddenly woke up, sat up from the couch, and was covered in cold sweat as if he had just been fished out of the water.

He opened his eyes, his eyes glazed with a flash of light, and his mind gradually came to his senses.

This is a quiet room with a radius of more than ten zhang, except for a bed and a small coffee table, there is nothing else.

There was a mellow heaven and earth vitality flowing in the quiet room, and the bed under him was cold but extremely comfortable to the touch, which was the rumored Ice Jade Snow Couch, the supreme treasure of the witch cult.

"How could I be in Lingshan?"

Ji Cheng's head was groggy, and he hadn't fully woken up from Fang Cai's nightmare.

He slowly calmed his mind and remembered what had happened before he fell unconscious.

The Battle of Guanlan Pavilion, the adventure of Jintang Fire Pool, the capture of the flag by the Fengshan Battalion, and the duel against the Forbidden City...... Scenes flashed from Ji Qing's mind, as if they were a very distant story.

When he woke up, he felt that the injuries in his body had quietly healed, and the lost strength had also recovered.

Although Qi Longxiang's final blow was open, he was bent on seeking death and did not exert all his strength.

Ji Chengche guessed that he just wanted to borrow his own hand to make a break.

Otherwise, it would never be possible for me to lie down for a few days like I am now.

Fortunately, the dust finally settled in this Great Chu rebellion, and Tang Yan was not lucky enough to teach Tang Yan to slip away, and he failed to avenge Granny Shang and Xiang Yi with his own hands.

But as soon as he thought of Xiang Yi, Ji Chengche felt his chest blocked.

He shook his head vigorously, trying to dispel the figure from his mind.

Suddenly, Ji Chengche sensed something, hugged Yuan Shou and thought about it, and an ancient book as thin as a cicada's wings slowly emerged in the sky.

This ancient book was obtained from the golden soup fire pool, except for the three words "Ye Weiyang" written in ancient magic language on the cover, the inner page is empty.

At that time, Ji Chengche looked through it casually, but did not find anything unusual, and then everything was busy with birth and death, so he left this ancient book with a strange origin behind.

At this moment, the ancient book was slowly opened.

There was an extra painting on the originally empty inner page.

Ji Cheng's heart was shocked, and he saw that the painting depicted the scene he had experienced in his dream-

The sun and moon are lightless, the night is long, the tide is flooding the Metaverse land sinking, countless strange spirits are raging in the world, and the common people are ruined for thousands of miles.

Suddenly, Ji Chengqing's whole body was soaked again, and a bone-chilling chill rose from the bottom of his heart and spread all over his body.

Why do dreams appear in ancient books?

What kind of book is this?

Ji Chengcheng took a deep breath to calm his mind, but found that the next six pages were still blank.

He searched through the 100,000 witch books, but could not find the slightest record of this ancient book.

Why did it appear in the golden soup fire pool, and why did it project into his own heaven through the Heavenly Yuan Treasure Mirror? Many mysteries made Ji Chengche puzzled.

At this time, the door of the quiet room was pushed open, and Lin Yin walked in.

Seeing Ji Chengche sitting on the ice jade snow couch in a daze, the corners of his cold lips unconsciously escaped a smile, and said, "You didn't hang up, you are lucky." ”

Ji Chengqing woke up and turned around, glared at Lin Yin and said, "How long have I been asleep?"

"Six days. Lin Yin sat down across the coffee table and replied, "Xueluo convened the high-level meeting of the witch cult, and there are still a lot of guests waiting in line to see outside, so I haven't told her the news that you woke up yet." ”

Ji Chengche asked, "What is the situation now?"

Lin Yinyan said succinctly: "Two days ago, Xueluo convened the Thousand Lights Conference to depose Tang Yan, Xiang Lin has held an enthronement ceremony, becoming the second generation of the monarch of Great Chu, changing his name to Xinyuan, respecting Concubine Yu as the queen mother and Xiang Yu as the eldest princess. ”

Ji Chengche nodded, and said unwillingly: "Let Tang Yan slip away?"

Lin Yin said lightly: "Don't think about him or Yan Kui." ”

Ji Chengche smiled: "Finally, we have something to agree on." ”

His sanity gradually regained his clarity, and he was surprised to find that Lin Yin couldn't sense a trace of qi on his body for some reason, and a faint sense of foreboding was born in his heart, and he suddenly reached forward without saying a word.

Lin Yin didn't dodge, and let Ji Chengqing hold his right wrist vein, his expression was as light as the blue and clear sky of the Northern Desolate Ice Field.

After a long time, Ji Chengche slowly let go of Lin Yin's wrist, and the eyes focused on his face were angry, doubtful, and unwilling, and he tried his best to restrain his voice and said, "What's the matter?"

Lin inadvertently took out two bottles of snow brew from the Northern Wilderness Ice Plain from his cuff and handed them to Ji Chengche.

Ji Chengche didn't answer, his eyes breathed fire and stared at Lin Yin.

Lin Yin smiled slightly and said, "I slaughtered Wu Gong Zang. ”

Ji Chengche said angrily: "That can't catch up with your ten-year cultivation!"

Lin Yin said calmly: "He kidnapped the sea girl. ”

Ji Chengche was stunned, knowing that in that case, he would play with his life like himself, not to mention that Lin Yin had always preferred jade to be broken rather than complete.

Lin Yin said: "The wine I brought from the Northern Wilderness was brewed by the eldest sister herself, don't you drink it?"

"Who said I wouldn't drink anymore?" Ji Chengche snatched the wine bottle with his hand, pulled out the cork, raised his head and poured it into his mouth.

The spirits brewed by the dragon clan soil method are particularly strong, and when you take a sip of it, it is as hot and spicy as a burning knife, which is painful and refreshing.

Lin Yin slowly opened another bottle of snow brew and said, "I can cultivate again, this time it won't take ten years that long." ”

Ji Chengqing didn't seem to hear it, and poured wine into his mouth.

Lin Yin frowned and said, "You want to get drunk to death?"

Ji Cheng coughed violently, his face flushed.

He smiled, raised the wine bottle and said, "Remember our agreement, you will become the number one sword master in the past. ”

Lin Yin bent the corners of his lips, a smile gradually appeared on his face, and said, "I'm afraid that you will be beaten into a swollen pig's head by me at that time." ”

"When!" the two of them touched their bottles crisply, and the wine was full of righteousness.

"There really will be that day, I admit it!" Ji Chengche said with a smile, "Anyway, I have to let you win once in this life." ”

Lin Yin smiled, a warmth filled his heart, and he drank silently.

Of course, he doesn't need Ji Cheng to give in, but this love is in his heart.

There was suddenly no sound in the quiet room, and Ji Chengche and Lin Yin sat face to face, tasting the snow brew of the Northern Wilderness Ice Field.

Ji Cheng's state of mind became extremely peaceful and steady, even if Lin Yin had lost his cultivation and became an ordinary person, as long as he was by his side, he could have a carefree hangover.

The strength of the wine gradually increased, and Ji's clear thoughts were like the night fog of this spiritual mountain, which was particularly ethereal but very ethereal, recalling many people and many things.

Wusheng Tang Yu, Uncle Lin and Aunt Lin, Ju Chongde, Mr. Big, Grandpa Dragon Boat Festival, Father, Liu Fenglan, Granny Shang......

Those memories buried in the depths of my heart resurfaced unusually clearly, along with the frivolity of youth, the blooming youth.

Lin Yin thought of his deceased father, his relatives in the Northern Wilderness, and Mr. Big, who had no news of his whereabouts to the Immortal Land, as well as Xueluo, and Granny Shang......

Before he knew it, Lin Yin fell asleep groggy.

At the moment before he lost consciousness, he vaguely felt a milky white soft holy light shining on his body, and wisps of warm current poured into his body, as if he was soaking in a hot spring.

He slept so soundly this night, and he didn't know how long it took to wake up, and he was surprised to find that he was still in the quiet room, but Ji Chengqing was missing from the couch, and he didn't know where he slipped away.

"You have slept for two days and three nights, teach people to wait!" Hai Mingyue's joyful words sounded in his ears, and a pretty face with a smile like a flower met Lin Yin's eyes.

Lin Yin was stunned and said, "How come I have slept for more than two days?"

Hai Mingyue knelt beside him and replied, "It was His Highness Cheng Cheng who used the Holy Light Technique to heal you, saying that it would take you a full thirty hours to wake up." ”

Lin Yin said hesitantly: "This guy likes to be nosy. ”

With that, he sat up refreshed, and suddenly stared at the coffee table in shock.

There was a brocade box on the coffee table, the lid of the box was open, and there was a bloody human head inside, with angry eyes and a frightened expression, it was the dragon slayer!

"His Royal Highness Cheng Cheng took Xuan Shuang and Feng Han to do it. Hai Mingyue said softly: "He didn't tell anyone, and when he came back, he put this brocade box and a bottle of ice snow brew on the coffee table." ”

Wine sacrifice to the enemy's head, thousands of miles of Miao Yunhan.

Lin Yin's gaze slowly shifted to the wine bottle next to the brocade box and asked, "What did he say?"

Hai Mingyue said: "He said...... He would love to see you cry with his own eyes, but he prefers to beat you up...... Beat the first sword master of the Metaverse. As she spoke, the corners of her mouth unconsciously smiled.

Lin Yin didn't laugh, uncorked the bottle without saying a word, and sniffed deeply.

A familiar aroma of wine wafts into the nose, and it is really a good wine.

(End of chapter)